The words sometimes need a bed to rest in before they unveil to pages and ears.
The eyes sometimes need time to close out the spotlight before they can open to cast their own light.
The heart sometimes needs to be the only rhythm heard, the only rhythm felt and the only movie worth buying tickets for.
There’s a sweetness in the shedding, a release in the unplugging and a deepening we can only receive by living in this body.
Fast to slow, slow to fast. No matter how you slice it there is a layer of love. Hunker down and love in.